And always bear in mind
To eat our puddin' gallantly,
Whenever we're inclined.


"Having given three rousing cheers, they shook hands once more
and turned in for the night. After such a busy day, walking,
talking, fighting, singing, and eating puddin', they were all
asleep in a pig's whisper.



SECOND SLICE


The Society of Puddin'-Owners were up bright and early next
morning, and had the billy on and tea made before six o'clock,
which is the best part of the day, because the world has just
had his face washed, and the air smells like Pears' soap.

"Aha," said Bill Barnacle, cutting up slices of the Puddin',
"this is what I call grand. Here we are, after a splendid night's
sleep on dry leaves, havin' a smokin' hot slice of steak-and-kidney
for breakfast round the camp fire. What could be more delightful?"

"What indeed?" said Bunyip Bluegum, sipping his tea.

"Why, as I always say," said Bill, "if there's one thing more
entrancin' than sittin' round a camp fire in the evenin' it's
sittin' round a camp fire in the mornin'. No beds and blankets